Gabriel

Gabriel wore a medium length coat. He had bright blue eyes that looked like the brightest sea on earth. When angered his eyes glowed like the hottest star in the universe. Gabriel had a smooth and monotone voice coupled yet speaks in street slang. The messenger had a mole on his right cheek. He spoke in Hebrew. His shoulder length sandy blonde hair blew in the wind as he moved inside to escape the chill. He was an Emperor, an archangel, and a skilled commander in his father's corp.

He was a skilled psychologist, counselor in this time. He was disgusted at himself and couldn't even tell one from a Nephilim. Gabriel’s tracking skills are the best in the universe, but sometimes the forsake him.  The archangels wound up with the wrong message or on the wrong trail because his signals were interrupted. The signals he got were confused and he could not read them. Gabriel spent eons in the dessert searching false trails. He was easily fooled because of his human like sensitivity. Gabriel searched for the watchers, the Nephilim and other hybrids for many years. He searched for hybrids of the fallen.

          Gabriel knew the drug culture very well. He listened to them as they described it. They just wanted away from the pain. He looked into their eyes. His blues eyes searched theirs and he could understand. In part humans seemed to have a drab existence. Part of him pitied them. They were mortal and had only their father to look forward too. Sure they were free, but stuck here in purgatory, not free to roam across the worlds in many existence.

      Gabriel’s own psychology was complex. He stood for nothing about but went along with what others want. Gabriel was motivated by human beings. His inner need was to help people. The messenger’s weakness and the same passions of humanity. Gabriel sometimes lost his direction. He battled earthly temptation more times than not. His inner need is to help people. He has weakness and the same passions of humanity. He sometimes loses his direction. He often had visons of dead in the past, but it terrified him.

Gabriel second guessed himself and needed Michael's approval more time than not. He loved himself, he was addicted to the mirror and his appearance. He was inhibited his feelings. He had street smarts and ways of the world. He was meticulous with it. Negotiating and messages went hand in hand. Archangels did not usually need sleep, and he could easily fly from one side of the world to another at night. Gabriel was calm and measured his emotion well.

Gabriel  was claustrophobic and needed time outside. Gabriel believed in self-help and self-empowerment. He spoke of this when he coached people. He loved to be with people and could live a life with them most of the time. He often felt he had to compete with his brothers for no reason other than his own insecurity. He misses his home and would like to be back there. The archangel appeared to be calm, he tempers his uneasiness well. He hated when it took a long time before the plan was executed.

Raphael

Raphael cared too much and was sometimes distance. He loved love. He hid himself but it was always difficult. When faced with life or death he always chose life unless ordered otherwise. Being a doctor was his only salvation. He loved it even when he had to do the worst in the name of medicine. Being Michael's second was his worst. The doctor was always elegant and loved to flirt. 

He was obedient and without ambition. He had everything he always wanted. He was a slave to life and love. His feelings betrayed him more times than not. The doctor stumbled and interrupted when his nerves got the best of him. He was high born but tried not to show it, he tried to blend with everyone, but did not succeed the way Michael did. 

The archangel commander hated managing others. He was afraid he did not fit it, they would accept him as a manager in his rightful place. He imagined earth and was glad to be back there. They and he were usually all alone. To be together with all the seven was rare and strange. He was haughty yet calm and always well spoken. He was lovely was as devoted as Michael to any person or cause.

Then Raphael had trouble moving his hands. He had never had this trouble or task before. The guy he found was an attractive ladies man yet a scoundrel. It was difficult to turn him into a respected Doctor. But Raphael could do it. He had been born a noble and always being an archangel. Every stride was well placed and every motion well thought. He was beauty in sight, deeds, and thought. He stayed up all night learning, flexed his fingers it was pain full like arthritis.

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Husbands and Wives

Husbands and Wives- Two women discussing an emotional affair on a bench.

       "I met a man recently, The funny thing is,I met him before a couple years ago and 9 years before the,

And five years before that. He was my brothers doctor,"

      "Sounds you two are soul mates,"

 

      "This time was differ, I caught his eye last time, and this time he was very flirty," she looked happy then sad.

     "What is it?"

    "He's married I chunked it all to an aging man glad for attention,"

    "What will you do,"

    "Like I have said I have wanted him all my life,"

    "What if he pushes it next time?"

    "I said I would never do it take a man away from his wife,"She sat back confident she could go it.

    "You have run into him so many times ....is it destiny?"

   "I wonder?. he is perfect enough, can I sacrifice something so good for age old morals.

Most men fell in love with her with little or no effort,"

   "Sounds like you've already cheated,"The friend gets up and leaves her.

 

The End

Menageatu

Menageatu 

Woman finds out her husband is having an emotional affair then the other woman sues her in rural NC under a broken heart law.

Galen Andrews  was a Chiropractor who worked day and odd jobs to pay off his student loans. He was 55 years old and had been married half of his life. It had become mundane, uneventful, and  was restless. He did think it was his marriage. He thought he could be this way for the rest of his life, just because he always did it.  He went to work and went home, he couldn't even play sports anymore, something he once loved dearly. All his life he thought he wanted to be on a job for 30 years and in a marriage for 35, but then he changed, and he did not know why.

Galen settled in a small town many years ago, he never thought much about his patients until one day. He met a woman in his office with her father. She brought him for a back adjustment. He looked into her eyes, and became instantly bewitched by her, she held his hand as he left and her, the energy between them was simply electrifying. He went about his business and then he saw her again, and it was a small town. However,  he never remembered people he ran across, but he remembered her. She was simply unforgettable. He thought it was just him. Everyone knew her. He asked the cafe manager her name as she left, just by chance, "That is  Dee Dee Daniels,"  he said and then it was an emotional affair. Galen did not think he would want more than sex, or his life with his wife. Yet he just wanted to be in Dee's presence.

The wife Carole Smith would make him pay double for every year she was a stay at home wife, they had no children. He never thought he would need a pre nuptial agreement. The ex wanted wanted a trial, a nasty divorce, and he would do everything he could to stop it. It would be in the papers either way. She put him on notice. He was numb through the whole ordeal, and then it was over quickly. He preferred it that way. He saved all of his money for over a year to go to the Caribbean for a quick divorce. She would not have it. She laughed in his face even. She wanted to use an old law in North Carolina called the Affliction of The Heart. A wronged wife could sue the adulteress. He thought she would hire an old country boy. Instead she went to Texas and got a lawyer, known for his reputation of pretending to a dumb cowboy, but was actually a legal genius, named  The Deposer. He thought they would make it quick, but he almost stopped breathing when he heard the fee. 

The alimony was capped in Texas, The Deposer had no choice other than to come to North Carolina. The Desposer questioned Galen and Dee all day and could find no evidence of an affair. He could not prove an emotional affair either. Carole looked at them shrewdly. Their life was on full display, but not written for her to cash in on, there was no evidence of a physical affair no matter how hard he looked. She accused him of pretending to want a childless marriage when he didn't. It was about children, Dee was 47, he just wanted to be free. The Deposer had never lost a case, and vowed he would never take another divorce case, even though this was his specialty. He gambled wrong because they did nothing wrong. They were only guilty of loving each other from afar. Galen paid him well for his troubles. The Deposer tipped his cowboy hat to Carole and left the courthouse. One thing about lawyers when it was over it was over. Galen took Dee's arm in walked down the steps.

Galen watched his wife as he left the court house. Carole said she was over him, but she wasn't. She thought he would never leave and he thought he would never go. He did not have the same fears he once had. He did not fear, growing old, or the loss of everything he had. He knew Dee would love him and take care of him for the rest of his life. That was the way they were, something he did not have with his wife. He had everything he thought he would ever want or need. He knew she was mad he changed and wanted more than the mundane lives they both signed up for. There was just one life, he wanted it all, more, all of the sudden, and most of all he thought he deserved what he wanted. It was a marriage of three. For a longtime it was he, Dee and his Ex wife, a menageatu.

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APB

APB
Logline:  Two patrol officers intercept an APB from dispatch.

Dispatch operator Officer Kim Howard 30’s sits drinking coffee. A call comes in, and she moves the huge microphone near her.

The system is Down.

Vince Vartan 40’s is sitting in a patrol car.  Vartan is muscular, over 6 feet tall, 200 pounds.  He is in a beat cop uniform with radio on left shoulder, shades on his face, and gloves on his hands.
Pamel walks up and peers into the window. She gets in removing her shades.
His partner Pamela Dumel is in her 30’s.  She has auburn hair and blue eyes wearing uniformed also BLUE, radio on left shoulder, and shades on her face and gloves on her hands.